Chap.4 Penelope ?
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The next day brought the BAU team across the town. Each one paired with a local policeman.
IOnce their task finished, Emily, Morgan and Hotch returned to the police station, JJ had not returned yet.
Hotch decided to call her.
"JJ? Where are you?"
"Only one woman left a certain Mary Caldwell, her husband is a doctor…"
"Ok, we'll wait for you."
"See you later."
Mary was cooking when someone knocked at the door. She saw through the peephole a young woman with a policeman.
She decided to ask what they want before opening.
"Mrs Caldwell? We need to talk to you it's about the murders… I'm Agent Jennifer Jareau from the FBI"
Mary sighed and opened the door. She met eyes with the pretty agent.
"Good evening, please…"
She didn't finish her sentence as Agent Jareau gathered her in her arms.
"Penelope…"
Mary pulled away from the woman.
"Excuse me Miss Jareau, you must be mistaken…"
"Penelope?" she seemed confused.
"My name is Mary, not Penelope."
JJ was confused, Penelope Garcia was in front of her, but she didn't seem to recognize her.
"No, she thought, there can't be another woman like Penelope…" she thought.
JJ thought quickly about a way to gain her confidence.
"Mrs Caldwell, I'm sorry, you look like a friend of mine…. We're here about the murder; we need you to come with us at the police station."
When she sensed that the young policeman was going to protest she pinched him on the arm to make him shut up.
"What for?" asked a confused Mary.
"My colleague saw you near the crime scene, we need your deposition."
"Oh ok… but let me shut off the oven, I was cooking. Oh and I need to call my husband, he has to know were his princesses are."
"Princesses?"
"Oh yeah, I'm pregnant."
JJ stared at her belly astonished; Penelope or Mary was indeed pregnant. She hadn't noticed it at first sight.
"We'll phone him when we reached our destination." JJ said visibly shaken.
"Ok" she replied happily
JJ watched as she walked towards her kitchen, and then she took her purse, following them willingly.
